Pure Darkness

Chapter 55

We finally figured out what happened to our Scooby Gang. If you think the previous chapter was heartbreaking (and very stressful), wait until you read this one. I cried at the end of the chapter. . So much pain and sadness, and the conversation between Bo Jinyan and Fu Ziyu was. .sobbing .

The warning! From Chapter 53 to Chapter 56 (end of Volume 1), the story will feature descriptions of violence and injury, some of which are graphic.

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In fact, if Bo Jinyan was even a second later, Jian Yao might not exist anymore in this world.

His phone was emitting a dim light in the darkness. Despite the burning pain in his eyes, Bo Jinyan could definitely feel a blurry layer enveloping his eyes.

Then he ran to the pillar and saw his wife hanging by a rope tied to the pillar.

However, the rope had clearly been decided by someone holding a knife, and only a few threads were left, which were almost broken. Jian Yao was hung at least 15 meters above the concrete floor. If he were to fall, he would only escape death with the skin of his teeth.

Bo Jinyan felt as if her heart was in the grip of a ruthless evil force. He grabbed the rope, exerting his strength to pull it down and tightly tied it to the pillar once more.

Jian Yao's current appearance also became clear to him. His clothes were torn, and he was covered in blood and dust. A thick piece of cloth covered his eyes, and his face was covered in tears.

“” Jinyan. . . Jinyan. .” she cried.

At this moment, Bo Jinyan could no longer see clearly, but her voice was as calm as water. “Do not be afraid, I will disappoint you now. .”

He could not finish his sentence.

Under his feet, just where he was standing, suddenly a sharp sound of something breaking and collapsing sounded. In an instant the two of them looked at each other, his body had already fallen.

“Jinyan!” yoked Jian Yao.

The only answer he received was a loud explosion.

Something hit the ground.

Then, hush.

“Jinyan. . . Jinyan?” Jian Yao hung in the air, but she suddenly felt as if she was in a vast wilderness. An overwhelming fear, as dark as night, approached him in an instant. Everything went black before his eyes and he fainted.

In this warehouse, this dark secret room, silence was finally restored.

He's in the air, he's on the ground.

He said that he was a small bird, flying freely over it.

And, he was a tree, whose roots were buried in the darkness underground.

……

Bo Jinyan raised her head very slowly. The sharp dagger of pain split his head and body. He could feel blood flowing from the back of his head. He slowly crawled forward a little, wanting to get away from the pungent smell of blood. He never liked his own blood.

However, it seems futile. There was blood all around him, and he couldn't crawl out of it.

His sight, now, was completely blurred. Through the wet blood mist, he could only vaguely see Jian Yao's figure, still hanging on it, completely silent. He subconsciously tried to stretch out his hand to grab it, only to find that he could not move it.

Waves of intense drowsiness, as thick as his blood, swept over him. In a daze, he was like hearing a police siren. Faintly, he saw someone running frantically towards Jian Yao. Vaguely, he heard people shouting, “Police! Raise your hands!” “Professor Bo, Professor Bo!”

“Jian Yao. . . Ziyu. .” Bo Jinyan whispered these two names.

Then he sank back into the darkness of infinite pain.

……

On June 27, the Special Case Unit of the Municipal Criminal Psychology Research Bureau was attacked by a group of thugs from the United States. Bo Jinyan, Jian Yao, An Yan and Fang Qing were seriously injured.

One of the criminals was burned to death. Two criminals shot by Bo Jinyan were arrested by police, but later died of their injuries.

——

Wind shakes curtains.

In the corridor, in the ward, everything was silent. A criminal investigator who served at the door smoked a cigarette.

The flower basket from the well-wishers stretched from the ward door to the end of the corridor.

They all came from the families of the victims who had previously been rescued by them.

Suddenly, the wind blew.

Footsteps were heard at the end of the corridor. There was a buzz of activity, and a flash of lights. It seems some people have arrived.

The criminal investigator in charge raised his head, and was fixated.

A woman was walking in front. She had a white coat on her shoulder, and a long dress that swept the floor. His high-heeled shoes rang loudly on the marble floor. Following behind him was a group of reporters, furiously photographing himself endlessly.

“Miss Jin, why are you rushing to the hospital? Has someone you know been accepted?”

“Nona Jin Xiaozhe, is your mysterious lover hospitalized?”

……

Jin Xiaozhe completely ignored them. He walked forward with a single thought with his face ice-cold.

The criminal investigator on duty saw them approaching and shouted in panic, “What are you doing? The patient here is in critical condition, you should not approach!”

The journalist's entourage was stopped, appropriately intimidated.

Jin Xiaozhe's steps faltered, but he did not back down. He slowly walked forward, raised his chin and looked at the young criminal investigator. “Are you his subordinate?”

As the criminal investigator stared blankly at him, he pushed the door to enter.

“You can't get in!”

Jin Xiaozhe looked at him.

The criminal investigator looked into his eyes, covered in tears, and felt a panic attack him in a split second. At that moment, Jin Xiaozhe had already pushed the door open, walked in, and closed the door again.

The criminal investigator stood foolishly at the door, with a line of reporters behind him, agitated like ants in a vat of hot oil.

The noisy and frenzied sounds of the city were irritating, finally extinguished.

Jin Xiaozhe took off his coat and walked, step by step, to the figure lying on the bed.

As a result of his injuries from the explosion, it was almost impossible to recognize Fang Qing. Bandages covered his head, and there was no sign of the handsome man. At that moment, the pale face before his eyes looked nothing more than a skull. Only the instrument on his side recorded his weak heartbeat.

Jin Xiaozhe sobbed as he rested his upper body at the head of the bed.

“Fang Qing. . . Fang Qing. .”

Didn't you say that you would wait for me every day?

Where do you think you're going now?

Where did you go, that you would leave me once again?

——

Jian Yao was awakened by a voice from outside the door.

“Master Jian, are you awake? That was amazing. I will report to the bureau,” said the criminal investigator.

The doctor also softly said, “Jian Yao, look over here. Can you see clearly? You have been seriously injured, but nothing is life-threatening, so you can calm down. It's good that you've regained consciousness. ”

Jian Yao did not speak.

He didn't say anything, or ask anything.

Accompanied by a nurse, the doctor quickly and quietly examined her. Jian Yao did not move. His eyes pierced through the door to the corridor outside, but he was unable to see the room next to him.

After a while, several criminal investigators came in. They all spoke softly and spoke words of comfort.

“Everything is fine as long as you are fine.”

“Teacher Jian, try not to move for the next few months, because you have broken some bones. They all improved well.”

“That's right, they'll heal.”

Jian Yao looked at them and said lightly, “Thank you.”

One criminal investigator is younger than the other. His eyes were full of tears, and he gritted his teeth as he looked away from her.

Yes, how could the person who had witnessed how he and Professor Bo looked at the warehouse hold back the burning tears?

“How. . . Jinyan?” he finally asked.

The others said nothing. An older criminal investigator sat by the bed, and said softly, “Jian Yao ah, something has happened to Professor Bo, but his life is not in danger. Don't worry, he's been saved. ”

Ever since he woke up to this moment, Jian Yao felt uneasy but now, she finally felt as if her soul and spirit* had been returned to her body.

*T/N (san hun liu po) – (hun) and (po) refer to the soul type in Chinese philosophy and traditional religion.it literally means ‘soul cloud’, and, and literally means ‘soul whit’. In this belief system, every living human being has a soul that is spiritual, subtle, that is (the Chinese belief – ‘laki-’) that leaves the body after death, and that is the physical, substantive, soul, yin (chinese belief – ‘female). ‘, as an opponent and counterweight to the influence of ‘yang’) souls left with the bodies of the deceased. In this novel, Ding Mo refers to Taoist beliefs about soul structure (san) \= 3 and (liu) \= 6; it is more commonly said to be 3 and 7 . See here for more information.

A faint smile floated at the corner of Jian Yao's mouth. However, that smile clearly hid both sadness as well as joy.

“What . . . happened to him?” His voice was very slow.

Everyone is silent.

Moments later, someone said, “Professor Bo can't see. The corneas are badly damaged. But this is not the worst. His crucial problem was that he fell from a height, which caused bleeding in his brain, and which in turn pressed on the optic nerve. The possibility of this being reversible is very small. .”

Jian Yao struggled to sit down, but any part of her body that she tried to move was hastily restrained by the others. “You can't move now! You can't let your broken bones penetrate your internal organs! Worry not! Worry not! We have people guarding Professor Bo! He is still in a coma; when he wakes up, we will tell you immediately! ”

In the end, as he had no way out, Jian Yao lay down.

Afterwards, everyone left so that he could recuperate calmly, leaving one criminal investigator to stand guard outside the door.

The sky slowly darkened, and, outside the window, life was walking in peace as if nothing had happened.

Jian Yao simply lay there quietly. After a while, he turned his head and looked at the stars outside the window.

Can't see anymore?

Bo Jinyan's shadow formed in Jian Yao's mind. He looked at her, with a faint smile. His gaze as he was working on a case, one of full concentration. When he read at night, his eyes seemed to glitter like stars.

With compassion and loving calm, he carefully gives his attention to each victim and perpetrator.

Eyes that can penetrate all evil and evil in this world – those eyes will never open again?

This state of affairs, how was it different from those who wanted to kill Bo Jinyan?

He was a very proud person, when he woke up, how would he live with himself?

Jian Yao turned her head and buried him in her blanket, refusing to let herself cry too hard. He could not watch the scene, but it always stuck in his mind, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Bo Jinyan fell silently.

His tall and slender body, his bloodstained shirt, his short black hair, lying on the ground, barely moved.

……

Excellent weather, a house by the river. Location not known.

The sky was blue, with clouds floating above it. The fish in the river let out a flow of bubbles, and the crystal water reflected the sunlight. There were some rocks in the clear and clear river.

Fu Ziyu sat on a leisurely chair, wearing sunglasses. Laughing, he said, “Jinyan ah, there is another fish!”

Bo Jinyan turned to look at him, but did not say anything.

Fu Ziyu then said, “You should have held your wedding ceremony with Jian Yao this year, right? Unfortunately, I will not be able to attend. You should try harder to make various preparations for the ceremony. Make sure it is more romantic, and do not be too old-fashioned and conservative.”

Bo Jinyan looked at him and asked, “Why can't you be there?”

Fu Ziyu was silent for a while before replying, “Because I have to go somewhere very, very far away. In that place, there was no longing, no excitement, and also no disappointment or offense. Jinyan, it's no problem. I have found happiness and satisfaction in this life. I have loved the best people, made good friends, visited the best places, drank the best wine. They are all the best, and I am more blessed than most people.”

Bo Jinyan did not speak.

Tears slowly seeped from his eyes.

During this time, Fu Ziyu had not looked at him, so Bo Jinyan was unable to see his expression. He looked cheerful and sad at the same time. He continued to look into the distance, looking in a direction that Bo Jinyan could never take.

“Jinyan, do not take to heart,” he said. “I don't blame you. I should have told you earlier, I just. . . Yumeng, day. .”

Bo Jinyan smiled briefly, a self-deprecating smile that had never been seen on her before. “No, I'm sloppy. If I care more about you, if I invest a little more energy into investigating Han Yumeng, you will not die. Nothing will happen to the others either. It's my fault. Now, I have no way to make up for it. ”

Fu Ziyu shook his head. “Don't think like this. My life is just a life; are you saying that student life is not important? You are only entitled to give priority to what is within the scope of your duties. Don't let this matter continue to burden your heart.”

However, Bo Jinyan remained silent.

“It's almost time for me to go.” Fu Ziyu pushed himself from the lounge chair and clapped his hands, as lively as ever. “What do you plan to do from now onwards? You can't see anymore; which road will you go after this?”

Bo Jinyan was silent for a very long time.

Is he no longer able to see?

The crickets chirped quietly behind the two of them. Which memories are these, what year, at the height of summer?

Bo Jinyan said, “I'll be gone for a while.”

“Leaving? Where?”

“I am the main destination of those people. The mastermind has not been caught, and I cannot reply you, ” replied Bo Jinyan. “Again, I can't see anymore. If I stay with Jian Yao, I will further harm her. This time, I won't be able to protect her properly.”

Fu Ziyu patted her shoulder gently.

Then, the sky gradually faded away, as did the river.

Everything faded, including Fu Ziyu.

……

Bo Jinyan slowly opened her eyes.

But there was nothing but darkness.